14/09/2024
Khartoum TV
Written by Maria Ahmed ..
To Khartoum I write:
Are you able to be alone?
You are left alone without your loved ones, deserted streets, empty of people and filled with ruin, travel and absence..
The streets that were decorated with memories, left by their owners, she became lonely as if in a foreign country, after we left you and we went to other places that resemble you and not even from you ..
What did I miss you?
Good memories in every corner of you, what did you ask us, what did she say to you, where are our friends, where are our loved ones!
O bride of the Nile, they took away your joy on your wedding day, your white wedding stained with blood, I looked at your lands, I found it strange, cruel as it is, the lands that were full of trouble, they were full of safety!
Even your memories seemed to fade away like your walls, as if they are leaving my imagination and walking far away, until you didn't let me say goodbye, I picture with you the last picture of her sister in the memory credit and write next to her:
“Here is the hose.”
This is Sudan "
You pushed me away without saying goodbye, not even one last wave you show me that it is the end.
I know that I belong to you and you, I know that you live in me, all the country except you is exiled, O land of eternity, O love and affection
We will meet again, take pictures and talk, and this time I will write next to the photo:
“Here is the hose.”
Where is the immortality and the exile"
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